Cloudy

Cloudy

I can’t see a thing, this rain won’t stop pouring.

I can’t tell whether I’m coming or going.

I’m listening for direction and I can’t hear a thing.

At times the storms of life are overwhelming.

Wandering through each day and roaming through each night.

It’s cloudy, but I know that eventually it’ll be alright.

“I’m lost, but with God I'll find my way.”

Written By: Marquisha  Applewhite

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